Chapter 25.
Tang Yu stroked his hair and asked, "So are we going to start the dungeon again now?"
When Li Jia heard this, she subconsciously recalled the time when she was chased like a dog by the boss in the dungeon. She couldn't help but shudder and said, "I think we still have enough points left for two meals. Why don't we go tomorrow?"
The other three people didn't want to face those weird things so soon, so they readily agreed to Li Jia's proposal.
The four people who reached a consensus still went to the central square. They planned to choose the copy they wanted to enter in advance and go there directly tomorrow. In Li Jia's words, this is called scouting.
When they arrived at the central square, they saw the Heavenly Ranking that appeared out of thin air. Looking at the densely packed names on it, the four of them almost broke their necks.
"Hey! Tang Yu, your name is on the list!" Li Jia spotted Tang Yu, who was ranked 355th, and patted her shoulder excitedly.
"Where? Where?" The other three stood on tiptoe and looked around.
Li Jia pointed it out to them, and when they found out that Tang Yu was on the list, they were all very excited.
Ning Xuanqing was the first to realize the value of this thing. She looked at Tang Yu and smiled: "Now, you have really become the living signboard of our guild!"
Li Jia suddenly realized, she clapped her hands and said happily: "That's right, when we were recruiting new members, we said you were a copy terminator, but they didn't believe it. Now I wonder who dares to question you!"
Those who can stand out from hundreds of thousands of survivors and make it onto the list are the best among the strong, and fortunately, their guild happens to have one!
This was undoubtedly a golden signboard for the guild, and the four of them decided on the spot to start recruiting new members in the central square.
The current "Weird Cooking God" guild is no longer the same as before. With over 500 members, President Li Jia has become completely domineering.
There are exactly five hundred members on the Heavenly Ranking, so the name "Top Five Hundred" spread throughout the entire middle field at almost the speed of wind. Whenever the Top Five Hundred is mentioned, everyone thinks of the Heavenly Ranking first.
Hearing that a guild with 500 strong members was recruiting people in the square, many survivors without guilds came to offer themselves.
But Li Jia acted as if things were different now. You ignored me in the past, but now you can't afford me.
In a word, a god who cooks strange things doesn't keep idle people!
There are a large number of survivors in the middle area, but not all of their awakened skills are useful.
Like Ning Xuanqing's intuition, Li Jia's luck, and Tang En's accident, these skills that do not have any offensiveness are useless skills to some extent.
Some people even awaken more outrageous skills, such as conjuring a stack of ordinary white paper out of thin air, or being able to control tears freely, or swimming without water...
After witnessing the disparity among the survivors, Li Jia failed to recruit anyone for a long time.
After all, after the establishment of large and small guilds, all the useful talents were recruited away, and the ones left were either awakened people with useless skills or lone wolves who didn't want to be bound by the guild.
They are really the tallest among the short ones, and there is nothing to fault with them.
Just when the group of four was about to lose their patience in choosing, someone came up.
"Excuse me, is your guild recruiting people?"
The person who came was a thin old man with a dark red face, wrinkled like dried tangerine peel that had been dried for many years. There were a few sparse strands of white hair on his bony forehead, which fluttered with the movements of its owner.
The skinny old man was wrapped in a large, tattered blanket, covering the part below his head tightly, and looked very afraid of the cold.
His shabby and old appearance seemed extremely pitiful. Rather than coming for an interview to join the guild, it would be more accurate to say that he came here to seek a chance to survive.
When the weirdness came, the global population dropped by 99%. After experiencing the initial turmoil, the survivors had to face horrific and unpredictable weird copies, and it was estimated that only one in ten would survive.
The criterion for selecting survivors of this global doomsday does not seem to be physical fitness. Many strong people were infected by the strange virus, and many people who could not take care of themselves were able to survive.
Eventually, these frail elderly people and children without care also entered the middle realm.
It's hard to say whether their survival can be considered lucky.
In the middle realm, the civilized order of human society quickly collapses and disintegrates, and only the strong can survive this jungle law.
Many people, young and old, can hardly move forward, and reality is always cruel. The only choices they face are to live with difficulty or die silently.
The thin old man moved forward wrapped in a large blanket. No one knew where the blanket came from and how long it had been used. It was now dirty and the same black and red color as his skin.
"Excuse me, are you still hiring?" he asked again.
The four people who were about to go home stopped and looked at each other.
When Li Jia saw that her friends were all looking at her without saying anything, she knew that everyone was waiting for her to make a decision.
She glanced at the old man, exhaled and said, "Can you please tell me what skills you have?"
The old man seemed to be very familiar with this process. He introduced his information without stopping.
"My name is Fan Yongwang, everyone calls me Lao Fan, and my skill is called Harvest." Lao Fan explained himself before Li Jia asked, "I can conjure up food, which is enough to feed more than ten people. It can save Lao Bizi points. You can hire me and I promise you won't lose out!"
He spoke very quickly, eager to demonstrate his value, as if he was afraid that Li Jia would look down on this useless skill and refuse to recruit him.
In order to prove that what he said was true, Lao Fan even demonstrated his skills to everyone.
He stretched out a skinny arm from the blanket, his calloused palm was empty, and gradually a piece of golden bread appeared in front of everyone.
This magic show stunned the four people. Li Jia asked him with great interest, "Can you make a roasted whole lamb?"
Lao Fan was a little embarrassed when asked. He held the bread and smiled in a simple and honest manner: "Well, I can only make something to fill my stomach, not meat."
Li Jia thought it made sense. Seeing how miserable Lao Fan looked, it was estimated that his harvesting skill wouldn't be that powerful. She asked, "What else can it turn into besides bread?"
Lao Fan said confidently: "Don't worry about that. There will be plenty of steamed buns and noodles!"
Li Jia was delighted when he heard this: "That's fine too. It doesn't matter what you eat. Just follow us from now on!"
Lao Fan was pleasantly surprised and asked, "You guys want me?"
Li Jia said cheerfully: "Of course, your ability is very important. From now on, our guild will rely on you for food!"
Old Fan was delighted, then hesitated for a moment and said, "But I have a condition."
"What are your conditions?"
Li Jia was stunned. Wasn't this old man begging for help at first? Why did he put forward conditions now?
"I want to bring someone into the guild."
As Lao Fan spoke, he reached out and carefully pulled the blanket off his chest a little, and a furry little head poked out.
When they met those big, bright eyes like black grapes, the four of them even stopped breathing for a moment.
Lao Fan's blanket was so dirty that it almost reflected light, but the little baby under the blanket was clean. The soft hair on its head was black and shiny, and it had a cream-colored bow hairpin on it. Its chubby little face was very white.
The pure white color of the new life, set off by the dirty blanket, looks like an angel that has fallen into hell.
The child seemed to not understand why Lao Fan suddenly took the blanket off his head, and was turning his head around curiously.
She saw the bread in Lao Fan's hand and stretched out her chubby little hand to take it.
As Lao Fan took the bread away, he said with a smile, "You haven't grown teeth yet, so you can't eat it. Grandpa will buy you some milk powder later."
Li Jia was stunned for a moment, pointed at the little baby and asked, "Your grandson?"
"Granddaughter, granddaughter." Old Fan corrected with a smile, and then said: "When the accident happened, I saw the little girl lying in the stroller, and her mother fell to the ground, half of her body was gone. Tsk tsk, what a sin!"
When the strange thing happened, Fan Yongwang was the only one who survived in his family of six. The baby in his arms was picked up on the way to escape.
When he saw the little baby crying in the stroller, Lao Fan felt that the world was so unpredictable. He had planned to die because his family was broken up, but he happened to run into such a little burden.
In the end, Lao Fan rescued the helpless little baby and named him Fan Abao.
Relying on his awakened harvest skill, he sold grain at a low price in the middle area, and the points he earned were just enough to support Fan Abao.
The two people who are least capable of protecting themselves have actually survived until now in this cannibalistic place.
Old Fan sighed as he recounted his own experience: "Before, the leader of a small guild took pity on me and A-bao and took him in. But the leader died in the dungeon, and the guild disbanded. My grandfather and I had no choice but to live outside, but it was too unsafe outside!"
There are indeed habitable houses in the middle area, but such places are not as secretive and safe as the guild homes, and anyone can break in.
The house where Lao Fan and Abao lived was often broken into. Those who were also struggling to survive would steal everything that looked valuable. Once they even wanted to steal Abao.
Lao Fan said, "If you recruit me into the guild, I only ask that you recruit this child as well. It's not easy for a kid to live in this world without a father or a mother. If you regret it, I can ask other families."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gathered the blanket to cover little Abao. When he turned around and was about to leave, Li Jia called him.
"There are only four of us in our guild right now. If you don't mind that our guild is too small, then come on over."
Old Fan's cloudy eyes lit up, and then he hesitated and said, "But, but I won't enter the dungeon. I'm too old to fight ghosts, and Po is still young..."
Li Jia smiled and interrupted him: "It's okay, as a logistics staff you don't need to go to the front line to fight, you just need to take care of our three meals a day, and the guild will pay for you and Abao's expenses!"
These words seemed to give Lao Fan a reassurance. His dark red face was covered with brilliant wrinkles, and he said excitedly: "Okay! Okay! Enough! Enough!"
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